En Honor A La Verdad - Vico-C

En honor a la verdad

Aunque la verdad duela

Echo

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

Y tu que me decias que ya no servia

Que te creias que ya no venia

Y pues, aqui esta la mia

Y no te pongas a hablar de tonterias

Voy a orientar a los que pensaron que el kiosko se me caia

Sus opiniones son manipuladas por noticias

Por eso es que cuando me ven me miran con malicia

Observandome a los ojos se quedan pegao'

A ver si los tengo apagao' o medios colorao'

Pa' sealarme cuando este en tarima

Sin averiguar si es conjuntivitis lo que tengo encima

Y no me puedo permitir que me ponga flaco

Porque me acusan de tecato si no estoy barraco

Se creen que no puedo cantarles con intelecto

Porque he estado en la carcel y no soy perfecto

Y ahora me tiran con un caon

Pero el que este libre de pecado que me zumbe el primer peon

El hecho de mi problema sea publico

No quiere decir que fallando soy el unico

Si la diferencia entre tu y yo

Es que mis cosas las riega la comay y las tuyas no

Brega con eso, me sale de los huesos pal seso

Ponmela en el centro que le voy a dar por queso

Y te confieso que con mis liricas hasta el mas lindo queda tieso

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

Con el gobierno estoy de acuerdo

En la mision contra la musica que mata mi generacion

Pero mucho ojo, pai, prestame atencion

Que lo negativo no se graba solamente en reggaeton

Me acuerdo cuando la patrulla 15 nos canto

«O lo matas tu, o lo mato yo»

Y si un rapero canta de dar gatillo

Nos dan martillo, y nos cierran las puertas con pestillo

Sencillo, no atacan a los bonitillos

Aunque Ricky Martin salga en una orgia con un corillo

Justifican el veneno en un cartillo

Como Xuxa vistiendo pal papa y cantando pal chiquillo

Aunque tu tengas titulo de doctor

Si estas lleno de odio sigues siendo un destructor

Una bonita imagen no te hace mejor

Y la Budweiser aunque auspicie los deportes sigue siendo alcohol

Y a mi disquera que me perdone

Pero yo pienso que no deberian boycotiar mis expresiones

Yo se que hay buenas relaciones con las estaciones

Pero hay veces que hay que ponerse los pantalones

Y las verdades esplallarlas en la cara

Y a los que me miden medirlos con la misma bara

Yo tengo un Dios que siempre me prepara

Cuando dentro de mi caldero meten la cuchara

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar

El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar

Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental

Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar

Ah?

Ah?

Ah?

2004, papi!

Y las verdades esplallarlas en la cara!

(Que se cuiden)

Respeta, respeta

Pero el que este libre de pecado que me zumbe el primer peon!

(Que se cuiden!)

Y ahora que van hacer?

Que con mis liricas hasta el mas lindo queda tieso!

(Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar, ah?)

In honor of the truth

Although the truth hurts

Threw out

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

And what did you tell me that it was no longer useful?

What did you think was not coming anymore?

And well, here is mine

And don't start talking about nonsense

I am going to guide those who thought that the kiosk fell

Their opinions are manipulated by news

That's why when they see me they look at me with malice

Observing my eyes they stay glued

Let's see if I have them turned off or red media

Pa' signal me when I'm on stage

Without finding out if it is conjunctivitis that I have on me

And I can't afford to get skinny

Because they accuse me of tecato if I'm not barraco

They think I can't sing to them with intellect

Cause I've been in jail and I'm not perfect

And now they shoot me with a cannon

But whoever is free from sin let the first pawn buzz me

The fact of my problem is public

It does not mean that failing I am the only one

If the difference between you and me

It's that my things are watered by the comay and not yours

Deal with that, it comes out of my bones pal brain

Put it in the center I'm going to give it for cheese

And I confess to you that with my lyrics even the cutest one is left stiff

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

With the government I agree

In the mission against the music that kills my generation

But be careful, daddy, pay attention to me

That the negative is not only recorded in reggaeton

I remember when patrol 15 sang to us

"Either you kill him, or I kill him"

And if a rapper sings of giving trigger

They give us a hammer, and they lock the doors on us

Simple, they don't attack the bonitillos

Although Ricky Martin goes out in an orgy with a group

They justify the poison in a cartillo

Like Xuxa dressing for the papa and singing for the kid

Even if you have a doctor's degree

If you are full of hate you are still a destroyer

A pretty picture doesn't make you better

And the Budweiser although it sponsors sports is still alcohol

And to my label to forgive me

But I think they shouldn't boycott my expressions

I know there are good relationships with the seasons

But there are times when you have to put on your pants

And the truths smash them in the face

And to those who measure me I measure them with the same rod

I have a God who always prepares me

When inside my cauldron they put the spoon

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it

They cannot cover the sky with their hands

Take care, this is not accidental

And now the opposite who is going to take me

huh?

huh?

huh?

2004, daddy!

And smash the truths in the face!

(Let them take care)

Respect, respect

But whoever is free from sin let the first pawn buzz me!

(Watch out!)

And now what are they going to do?

That with my lyrics even the cutest is stiff!

(And now the opposite who is going to take me, huh?)